The Secret Splendour

Each moment now is fraught with an immense

Allure and impulse of omnipotence;

For I have wandered from man's crowded will

And through the lone enormous mysteries

Of dithyrambic wave and voiceless hill

Found truth's white passion and impurpled peace.

Now all my sleep is one huge mountain wrought

With height on far height of ineffable thought

Touching the spirit's rapture of calm sky.

And all my waking grows a fathomless force,

An ocean-hearted ecstasy am I

Where time rolls inward to eternal shores.

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